Precious Quinn

Ah, Quinn. Sometimes, you have to laugh because that best summarizes the joy you feel because a smile just isn't enough. Last night, I was the dutiful parent to start up bed time around 9. Quinn and I had spent the evening going on a walk and playing, and after a little Finding Nemo and some snacks, I got him in pajamas with teeth brushed. We read books and were all set to go to sleep, except for the fact that my son was happily, wide awake. He asked for his Dad so I went to get Luke. Unfortunately, Luke was outside finishing up some yard chores so Quinn had time to come downstairs and plop himself on the couch in the office to watch some more Nemo. Since he was actively awake I took the time to empty Quinn's closet of toys to bring downstairs and also to assess garage sale potential in his closet. I got the downstairs toy chest settled and prices marked for Quinn's clothing et al. Once Luke was showered and Quinn had his waffle, it was back upstairs for the boys while I watched some Twilight extras. Then, Luke came down to ask for me. Quinn wanted to kiss me goodnight. By the time I was walking to the stairs my perky little son was already half way down, grinning and smiling like some radiant angel, with just the touch of mischieviousness. We all went back to his bed then and Quinn insisted that we all lay together, "You and me and You". We squashed our bodies onto the twin bed and Quinn rolled back and forth between us planting the sweetest kisses on our lips and faces. His hands gently cradled our cheeks and he would kiss our foreheads. When he wasn't endearing us to him even further, he would clap his hands together, intertwining his fingers into one another. He was bored, but playful, even as we tried to insist on quiet. Finally, my precarious balance on the edge forced me to leave and Quinn remained with Dad. But, that is not to say that he went to sleep. Quinn wanted to follow me, but Luke told him he had to wait for me. So, he sat up and waited--- almost a half an hour. Finally, he fell asleep with Luke, and I traded with Luke around 2 when Quinn woke up and wanted me. Funny, precious, kind, tender little boy. It almost breaks my heart today to sell the couch we've spent so many hundreds of hours on- nursing, snugging, playing, making forts- but it's time...